RODRIGO’S POV
I sat behind my work table, staring at my hands. Hands I had used to choke Tanya. It would have been so easy to kill her instantly, but the worst part was that I could have done it. Even now that I didn't, I felt too much regret already, so if I had, I probably wouldn't have been able to live with myself.
"f**k!" I cursed, throwing everything off my table in one swift motion. It's a good thing there were just bunches of paper on it. I would have gotten even angrier if I destroyed something valuable.
Mostly, I wanted to know why Tanya had to go behind my back and invite Fabio over. Even after I warned her and instructed her not to speak to them without being spoken to first. I sighed. As much as I wanted to hear the answer, I was pretty sure she wouldn't tell me a thing, no
